Compared with Professor Flitwick's level that favors games and entertainment, Professor McGonagall's strictness is obviously superior. At least when setting up this level, she had the idea of sending back the brainless students.
The armored stone statues activated by her transformation were as neat and solemn as soldiers. After Harry stepped into the room, these living stone statues stood up one after another. As their neat and heavy footsteps sounded, the solemn pressure filled the room. When facing these twelve armored stone statues, not all little wizards have the courage to face them directly.
A stone two-handed giant sword was stuck on the ground by the leading soldier. The sparks flying made it hard to believe that this was actually a sword blade made of stone. If the sword penetrated three or four inches into the stone floor, it would have hit a person. , it may not be possible to cut it in two, but it is definitely no problem to break the bones and tendons.
"It's not a violent confrontation, but you need to use the deformation technique to dismantle them from the reserved vulnerability position, right?"
When the group of stone statue guards stood still with their swords stationed, Harry already understood the items of this level's assessment.
Professor McGonagall used a difficult transformation technique when transforming these stone statue guards. Normally, the transformed object is regarded as a whole, but the stone statue guards in front of him are not formed in one piece. Their weapons and armor , body, are all separate individuals. This is a special method of compound deformation. The stone statue guard is like a spliced figure, with each part having connection points with each other.
Professor McGonagall cleverly placed these connection points in different places. As long as you find these fragile parts, you can easily disintegrate the compositional integrity of the entire stone statue.
But if you don't find these flaws, you're facing a rock guardian weighing hundreds of kilograms and wielding heavy weapons.
Harry was very doubtful that with the spellcasting ability of a normal first-year wizard, it was a problem whether he could scratch some stone powder on the stone statue guard.
The leading stone statue guard took a step forward, while the other eleven guards stayed put, guarding in front of the gate leading to the next level. A 'Duel Arena' about thirty meters long and wide appeared, and The stone statue guard pointing the huge stone sword at Harry was inviting Harry to come forward for a duel.
"Zi~ That's as you wish."
Weak levitating spell, super-sensory spell, BUFF upper body, Harry decisively put away his wand and clenched his fists.
The deliberately weakened floating spell reduced Harry's weight by about half. In this state, he could maximize his agility without falling into a state similar to low gravity, and strengthen his five senses. The super-sense spell is the most suitable BUFF for close combat.
"Then, come on!"
A figure as fast as a cheetah came forward, and the stone giant sword waved in the hand of the stone statue guard made a whistling sound. This giant sword with a blade length of one and a half meters perfectly interpreted an inch long and an inch strong. Characteristics, no one wants to get close to the attack range of this thing, let alone be swept by this giant sword.
But the figure was too fast and agile. Harry, who leaned over to let Harry pass the giant sword, got in front of the stone statue guard, grabbed his arm, threw him over his shoulder, and threw him on his back! The stone arm that was hugging it suddenly folded when it landed on the ground!
The right hand holding the sword was held in Harry's arms, while the combined stone statue under him was still struggling.
The stone blade was removed. It was difficult for Harry to wield this stone giant sword, which weighed at least thirty kilograms, for a long time, but if he only needed to hold it high to behead—
A stone head flew up, and the upper body of the stone guard who was nailed through the heart by the stone sword was completely shattered. And even if the remaining two legs could still move, what was their use now?
The violent dismantling was repeated twelve times in just five minutes, and the door leading to the next level was violently smashed open by a knight's shield.
"Professor Grindelwald, what kind of trouble have you given me?"
Harry, who was covered in a thin layer of sweat, completed his warm-up. The skin scratched by the stone had healed. The spell was extremely effective in dealing with these minor injuries. Even the process of welding scabs was omitted. Some of the skin was broken. The wound showed no signs of injury.
"Fuck!"
As soon as he entered the next level, Harry couldn't help but curse. After all, the feeling of freezing coldness, as if happiness was being sucked out of him, was too familiar to Harry.
As the gatekeepers of Azkaban, the dark dogs who do not love their uncles, and they once served as Voldemort's lackeys, dementors have always been discriminated against by the wizarding world. If they were not the best prison guards, They can perfectly double up as cruel jailers to carry out punishment, and they don't need to eat or receive wages. They are even deprived of the qualification to work in Azkaban.
But in the eyes of some people, dementors are a very cheap and useful teaching material. The dementors living under Azkaban are gone. I will send you to the west to build a seven-level pagoda. Grindelwald, who was full of ideas, went to Azkaban openly and touched hundreds of them and came back. When he had time, he showed the students how to use different magic to dismantle Dementors.
This dark magical creature is like a 'living dark magic'. Although Grindelwald turned Defense Against the Dark Arts into: how to use dark magic correctly, in order to correctly control dark magic, the wizard himself needs to have The ability to dismantle it.
Dementors became the perfect demonstration object. Under their successive deaths, the young wizards' understanding of black magic improved by leaps and bounds. After knowing what black magic was, they certainly knew better how to deal with it.
The little wizards at Hogwarts are almost used to Dementors, at least they won't scream casually when they see them. As the only one among the first-year students who has personally dismantled Dementors, Harry is very interested in them. These guys naturally know better.
But it’s a bit hard to be able to stand the Dementor in front of me——
"I know Professor, you will return to Durmstrang next semester!"
"But you can't leave all the unused dementors here!"
At least twenty Dementors were huddled together, and the happy halo they released was completely unbearable even if Harry clicked on some resistance points.
Just when he was about to turn around and run away——
"Dong~"
The door behind him closed heavily. Grindelwald, who knew Harry's strength better than other professors, did not give him a way to escape and plan for the long term.
"Please be a human being!"
Looking at the group of dementors that had been hungry for a long time and rushed toward him with red eyes, Harry shouted angrily. He had already imagined in his mind the image of Grindelwald with his waist in his waist and letting out a three-part laugh like a big devil. No wonder this guy can't clear himself up, and he doesn't bother to clear himself up. Grindelwald, who wears the name of a dark wizard, really doesn't care about human affairs at all.
"At any rate, you taught me the God-calling Guard in class!"
Harry, who gritted his teeth and resisted the invasion of despair, swore at this moment that when he went out, he would survive Grindelwald to death, and then dance on his grave for three days and three nights without stopping!
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I owe a chapter to be made up tomorrow. Halfway through the third chapter, I noticed something was wrong. My previous idea seemed a bit unsound and would lead to bugs, so I revised my thin outline. I had to reconsider the boss at the end of the level.
(End of chapter)
